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AARNE IIS ORI SR RE BY

SoumAUC AT AAS a REARS

By Clyde Lewis

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES OUR BOARDING HOUSE

PAGE 22 SERIAL STORY—

Interne Trouble

By Elinore Cowan Stone

CAST OF CHARACTERS TRAN DEARBORN-—heroine, student nurse. She ran into love and trouble | when she met DR. BOB BENCHLEY hero, handsome young interne. He had trouble, toe, keeping um with brilliant DR. STEPHEN SARGENT-—head surgeon. Dr. Sargent’'s problem was something else again.

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HIM AND HE BLUDGEONS US WITH OUR OWN BLACKJACK / THE ONLY “THING HE LEAVES IN OUR POCKET BOOKS IS FINGER PRINTS / "at HE GAVE US A BEATING THAT WOULD SOUR A prum/! IF HES A saP, THEN TH' REST OF us

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Yesterday: Opportunity comes to Tran wher she acts as interpreter for an Italian patient. She does not notice | that someone enters the room as she quiets the injured man. |

CHAPTER SEVEN

RAN did not notice that when | Dr. Benchley was about to in- | terrupt with a swift question, someone who stood in the back- | ground stopped him with a quick low word She only knew that the eves of he man on the table clung to hers for reassurance, and that under her head the quivering in his arm lessened, the tense muscles relaxed « «+ « And for the first time in her | life, Tran power { It was the sense of power that] comes from having strength to lend to another in need of strength. She did not know stood so without looking up—before a white-clad nurse came with an orderly and wheeled the patient an av i It was only then that Dr. Bench- | ley said with the irony of a pa- | tience too long strained, “If it isn’t too much to ask, it might be inter- | esting to get some idea just what | that was all about.” 1: ran lifted her head and answered | absently, “He thought I told him it was going to be right.” As simple as that, eh?” mented Dr. Benchley dryly. Tran did not answer. Instead she turned and walked like a woman in a trance, straight out of the room —without even seeing that the terrible Dr. Stephen Sargent stood just inside , watching her, side, Tran found that her knees were shaking helplessly that she had to cling to the wall as

she went along the corridor.

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his into Ss long legs stretched I “The poor devil had and children, and t make up his mind to take ce till, this evening, the thing hit him iike a bombshell.” He took a case from his pocket, extracted a cigaret, and lighted it You really do smoke too much, Stephen,” Miss Armstrong said as if from but her mind was obviously not on her words “Just what I was telling young Benchley ab himself not two hours ago,” he agreed with a wry rin Young haired woman “And not so many were ‘y are you, it?

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£ 4 - GEE, WHAT MAKES HIM THINK HE NEEDS PRACTISE IN PORTAGE 7 HE CAN HANDLE A CANOE LIKE AN INDIAN /

HE MASN'T THEN GOT ME WHATS HE |) FooLen ! PRACTISING HE THOUGHT FOR 2 | HE WAS GONNA GET A LETTER FROM JUNE TODAY — BUT NONE CAME /

ITS 2:30 — WE HAVE A HALF HOUR TO DO ANYTHING WE LIKE |

HE LEARNED HOW THREE SUMMERS AGO IN THE NORTH WOODS /

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the whitemusing ago You . How Thirty-six, isn't Pretty young for a man to have taken the hurdles you have “Tell young Benchley that” he grinned. “He thinks I have one foot in the grave already But what I came about is one of your probationers.”

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“You'd be tired too-—opening and closing your pores all day!”

THIS CURIOUS WORLD

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tions her?” “Lately, I believe, been the | Elephant’s Child's because, as you | suggest, she goes around asking | questions I suppose she's been asking you some? “Far from it. She takes it on the | lam if she sees me coming a half mile down the corridor. Somebody's | told her that I eat little girls alive.” | “Well, what is your complaint?” | “What would your guess be?" he countered quizzically “Well, the general opinion among her seniors seems to be that she is temperamentally unfitted for nursing.” “More interne trouble?” he asked watching a smoke wreath curl to the ceiling without meeting her eyes “There have been rumors.” She eyed him steadily and asked with | resignation, “Something new, I sup- | pose?” | “What else seems to be wrong |! with the gal?” Dr. Sargent countered. “An overdeveloped sense of humor | for one thing. . . . ‘The tongue-in-the-cheek look.’ I think you called it. Some of her instructors complain of that. There seems to be an amazing difference of opinion. Miss Philbin, who has her in demonstration, says she has seldom seen such concentration and such deft, sure workmanship. 2 & & " M! I doubt if Katherine Miller would recognize an honest emotion if she met it naked in broad | daylight,” Stephen Sargent said with a sudden flatness of tone that | made the director of nursing glance | at him sharply |

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“I shouldn't be so sure of that” she said, a dry smile in her shrewd dark eyes. “Even so, it is pretty well known that the unemotional Miss Miller is your first choice for the operating room.” “I'va sometimes wondered, if I were down and out and hurting like the devil and scared within an inch | of my life—the way we get them | every day-—-whether a quick eye, a cool Intelligence, and deft hands

Foua be all I'd need. Katherine !it was ¥ ¥

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nurse, I mean, of course—if she'd put one more ingredient into her

work.”

He broke off abruptly. “Well, I'm Armstrong prompted. “Herself,” he finished.

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about, wasn't it?” es Whose chief fault seems to be that | she puts a devastating amount of | herself into everything she does. | Well, I Believe you had a com- | plaint?” Dr. Sargent said slowly, “IT have had something forced upon my attention which 1 think might inter-

She thought, perhaps she would | est you.”

if you were the patient, Stephen, my lad. Aloud, she said, “After all,

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